Class (Prod. Luka & Adro) (MUSIC VID IN DESC)

you said i love you i dont say it back but im thinking the same thing
i cant take another breakup, can we just maintain this?
i love your waist and hips so much it makes me sick

so many dimes on my phone they could make me rich, but thats not my wish
baby i cant be alone, cant live life like this
not like this
left me on read for like 5 minutes, im like "she might be pissed"
she on the dick and dont know when to stop, im like "i might need kids"
we went from friends to more than that with one unlikely kiss
do we really want more than that? do we really want more than that?

you said i love you i dont say it back but im thinking the same thing
i think my heart needs to listen to my dang brain

you said i love you i dont say it back but im thinking the same thing
lotta hoes on my phone but they cant hang

you said i love you i dont say it back but im thinking the same thing
i cant take another breakup, can we just maintain this?
i love your waist and hips so much it makes me sick

dont say it back [prod. silo]

Inhale

deeply

lose it

clearcurse - lose it (prod. jean algeria jean + clearcurse)

my bed too empty, got too much damn space
my hand the perfect shape for your damn face
it was made to fit, huh? yeah one of one
if you need love im made of it
i got too much to give

if u need me, u know where i live
i got a lot to fix with myself if im being honest
i got some thoughts thats hurting my health n im tryna stop it
i got some skeletons in my closet like it's fucking haunted
i dont know what it is thats causing me to feel unwanted
she make my heart stop when she walk in, need to cpr me
and i get tongue tied when we talking, my mouth dont work
i swear im tryna form the words
i hope for the best, preparing for the worst
i put my heart on my sleeve
im feeling like u might leave
god, please mama guide me
i turn my eyes to the sky, i feel u beside me
thinking bout u i wonder why, how different would my life be?

my bed too empty, got too much damn space
my hand the perfect shape for your damn face
it was made to fit, huh? yeah one of one
if you need love im made of it
i got too much to give

i think my palm deserves to have your face in it
i think my fingers need some other ones to lace them with
if i give u my heart dont play with it

too much to give [prod yonko & drew]

and i hate crying but it's nice to know that i feel shit
talked to my sis she said dont fight it, just feel it
i made my grave, gotta lay in it
it's my heart, why am i breaking it
if you dont believe what i say i get it, but im telling the truth
i keep on crying reading these messages
i wanna talk but i shouldnt message them
and the shit felt real, it dont hurt less because it wasnt
i hate difficult decisions, this one make my chest hurt
it was prolly for the best but fuck it i still wanna text her
i dont like you less, i might even like u more
and if u hate my guts i wouldnt blame you for it
i know this shit sucks, what am i supposed to do
i gotta stay away but i wanna be close to you
im thinking about your face, i couldnt help but stare
im thinking bout your waist, my hands were right there
why did it go this way? i think i got too attached
believe me i didnt mean to do you bad
if you need me you know where im at
swear to god i'll hit u back
i deserve you that
goddamn
shit wasnt part of the plan thats just how life go
i tell u how good u look u give me eyerolls
pink and white roses, hope u keep them alive
please dont let them die
it might be selfish but when my phone goes off, hope thats u hitting me up
hitting my line
i dont know what i'd say, i know it'd be different but... 
really there's no rush, take your time
i know you said you're okay, i wanna make sure you're straight
i dont think i can help this time
i'd prolly make things worse and prolly increase your pain; i know cuts cant close if u open them everyday
i got way too much shit to say
how do i mend this shit when it breaks?
if we never speak again that's okay
bend don't break
hope you find your way
hope you do so great

feel [prod silo]

look, i dont even know your name but i need neck
yea and my bro there he need next
u got too many clothes go put on less
too many hoes, too many poles, i cant keep track
foot on they neck and trachea
i take a X, it wake me up
he finna exit playing with us

damn, she tryna open her legs, what u want me to do?
i dont even know where the clit is! matter of fact, i dont even know what that shit is!
ass fat, come put it where my dick is
i got assets baby im rich rich
she tryna ask me for money i dead it...she think im the federal reserve
she wanna fuck but it's gotta get fed to her first, bon appetit baby
u tried to fuck her she way too dry, i say a word n she turn rainy
damn she like the way that i speak to her, she like "your voice so bassy"
ha, your shit more like soprano
and my gun cant run out of ammo
yea
i got a snare and a bongo, i got a timpani nigga; im talmbout drums
yea
my niggas came from the congo, they from the jungle nigga not the slums
i put my dick right down her throat, "how that shit almost hit your lungs?"
im like "bae u can say the safe word" she like "nah im still having fun"
wait, what?
she a really a freak, no complaints from me
oh yeah, she wanna stay for a week, she wanna make babies
oh yeah, she wanna get stretched out, might make the bitch say please
moncler, cuz nigga it's way too cold, my neck really on freeze
i get a check with like six O's, that's a half dozen
all of the shit that i do nigga i get a bag from it
u a Uber nigga holding bagged luggage!
your bitch tried to talk to a nigga, i ran from her
she look like a negative two and she can still do better than you

look, i dont even know your name but i need neck
yea and my bro there he need next
u got too many clothes go put on less
too many hoes, too many poles, i cant keep track
foot on they neck and trachea
i take a X, it wake me up
he finna exit playing with us

federal reserve (bonus track) [prod beatsbytaz]

when i look back at what ive done i feel so proud of me
there aint many people thats proud of me as far as i can see
so i gotta be proud of myself orrrrr i gotta prada myself
i gotta put myself on nigga dont hit my cell phone

i spend racks just because i can, i earned it
im bouta go withdraw a big ass bag and return it
she got a good ass brain she give me that like she learned it
im getting way way way too good at math, counting perfect
nigga u broke as hell go throw them rags in the furnace
cash, at your service
my bitch actually perfect
whoa
whoa
whoaaaaaa

when i look back at what ive done i feel so proud of me
there aint many people thats proud of me as far as i can see
so i gotta be proud of myself orrrrr i gotta prada myself
i gotta put myself on nigga dont hit my cell phone

when i look back at what ive done i feel so proud of me
gotta be proud of myself orrrrr i gotta prada myself
i got a whole lotta wealth, heyyyy
heyyyyyy
goooooo 
goooooo go

prada myself [prod silo]

look me in my eyes baby
one more time
i can see right in your mind...can you see right into mine?
i only wanna do right by you
dont tell me if u love me; i wouldnt survive the truth
i think a little white lie is okay
i need you in my life, so lie to my face
cuz what i dont know dont hurt me
i like flying blind cuz hurricanes they hurt deep
yea
im in the eye of the storm, i think everything's okay...then i get hit with the wall
im bout to fall, we aint got no plane
yea
even a rose has thorns, thought it was so safe
now im bleeding out and it's bright red
im surprised i aint die yet
im surprised i aint die yet

feel [prod silo]

benchday

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